"Since you like practicing so much..." Chen Yong held the sword in his right hand and chuckled, "Then let me see how much your cultivation has recovered after it was abolished."
Luo Cheng's eyes narrowed.
"Don't you dare?" Chen Yong motioned Ma Biao to step aside, making a one-on-one gesture, and said condescendingly, "I can give you three moves... no, thirty moves."
In the past, Luo Cheng's strength was the highest among the four servants. Liu Tangtang had no dispute with Luo Cheng, but Chen Yong and Ma Biao lacked confidence when facing Luo Cheng. Sometimes Luo Cheng's look would It would make them dare not say anything, which was like a thorn in their hearts, making them really angry, but because they didn't dare to be presumptuous on Donglai Peak, now that he had the opportunity, he would definitely not let it go.
The sun has risen, and the flowers, plants and trees on Donglai Peak are all in full bloom. Luo Cheng's shadow is getting longer and longer. He looks at Chen Yong and Ma Biao who retreats to the side, and suddenly smiles: "You guys You two, come together."
"What?"
Chen Yong and Ma Biao both thought they heard wrongly. They looked at each other and determined what Luo Cheng had just said from the other's reaction. They both had monster-like expressions on their faces.
They all knew that Luo Cheng's meridians were half-deficient and his cultivation level was completely lost. Even if Qingyangzi cured him and allowed him to start practicing again, to what extent could his cultivation level be achieved in just a few days?
But on the one hand, Luo Cheng was full of confidence when he said this, and on the other hand, the fear he had towards Luo Cheng in the past was somewhat retained, making the two of them afraid to continue talking for a while.
Luo Cheng chuckled and said, "Just now you wanted to fight with me alone, but now we're two against one, but you're scared?"
Ma Biao was angry, so he also drew his sword and walked out. He and Chen Yong were on the left and right, and then surrounded Luo Cheng and said, "You will regret it."
Luo Cheng acted as if he hadn't heard anything and gently held the Wuyin Sword in his hand, straightening his right hand and pointing the sword tip upward.
Chen Yong and Ma Biao were both startled. They saw that Luo Cheng's starting style did not resemble the swordsmanship of Qingyang Sect. For a moment, they couldn't recognize what kind of swordsmanship it was. They secretly became wary, but Luo Cheng He just assumed this posture and then became motionless, leaving both of them confused.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
It was two against one, but he hesitated before taking action. On the contrary, he was not as good as Luo Cheng. Chen Yong, who was already filled with anger, couldn't bear it anymore. He held the sword in both hands, jumped up high, and then slashed down with the sword.
Chen Yong's move was the first of the three moves in Qingyang Yuyan's move - Tuoshanyue. It was also a move he had recently mastered. Facing Luo Cheng, he struck without mercy.
As soon as Chen Yong made a move, Ma Biao followed closely behind. He also held the sword with both hands, but he swept it from left to right. It was also the first of the three moves of Qingyang Yuyan's formula - Tuo Shanyue.
Luo Cheng recognized the sword moves at a glance, because he had also practiced the lower three techniques of Qingyang Yuyan Jue before. However, his meridians were half-completed and his cultivation was completely lost. Although he was treated by Qingyangzi, his foundation was destroyed. , can no longer practice, so even though he has obviously obtained the lower three techniques of Qingyang Yuyan Jue, he has no chance to practice again, but this does not hinder his vision.
It's just that the good Qingyang Yuyan Jue and the next three techniques allowed them to practice like this, which made Luo Cheng couldn't help but shake his head.
Although he didn't pay attention to these two people, he didn't dare to be careless. He didn't retreat but advanced. Wuyin's sword turned downwards with the lightness of his wrist. Then his speed increased in vain, just like As if being led by the Wuyin Sword to sprint forward, he passed between Chen Yong and Ma Biao in an instant, came behind the two of them, turned around suddenly, and kicked with his right foot the man who had not yet touched the ground while leaping high. On Chen Yong's body, the hilt of the sword hit Ma Biao's waist.
Both of them let out a scream and fell to the ground in pain. The powerful power of Tuoshan hit the ground from a distance. The powerful force made both of them drop their swords, and they were disgraced.
Luo Cheng put away his sword, glanced at the two of them lightly, shook his head and walked away, finding another place to continue practicing.
Chen Yong and Ma Biao reluctantly stood up and picked up their swords, with expressions of shame and anger on their faces.
"What kind of swordsmanship is that of his? Do you recognize it?" Chen Yong asked.
Ma Biao shook his head. This was not Qingyang Sect's swordsmanship. They couldn't recognize it at all.
Chen Yong said unwillingly: "How can he know that kind of swordsmanship?"
Ma Biao thought for a moment and said, "Could it be... the swordsmanship from the former residence of the Sword God?"
"This..." Chen Yong remembered the experience of his trip to Yuzhou. Although they had no danger in the former residence of the Sword God, they also gained nothing. Now it seems that they are only afraid of being given a chance by Luo Cheng.
Just a few days of practice gave Luo Cheng such great strength, and the two of them were very excited. Although they didn't know what Luo Cheng had obtained, if they could get it, their strength would definitely increase by leaps and bounds.
Thinking of this, the two of them felt anxious.
Ma Biao lowered his voice and said, "Let's go find Senior Brother Liu."
In just a few days of practice, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, far faster than when he practiced the lower three techniques of Qingyang Yuyan Jue. Luo Cheng knew the reason very well. If it weren't for the Sword Raising Jue given by Gu Chen, he would have There is no such strength at all, and the key to his having such strength lies in the sword in his hand.
The Qingyang Gate gathers all the mountains to form a mountain gate, and sets up a great spirit gathering formation, making this mountain range look like a paradise of caves and heavens. The aura of heaven and earth is rich. Therefore, once practiced, the quality of the Wuyin Sword is greatly improved, and there is no need to worry about the slow or incomplete transformation of the aura of heaven and earth. In such a situation, in just a few days, his sword was stronger than that of a human being, and it was even stronger than an ordinary cultivator in the Refining Realm. This was something he had never thought of before.
Gu Chen told him that the cultivation speed of Sword Raising Technique was astonishingly fast. Just a few months of practice could be compared to the more than ten years of hard training of an immortal cultivator. He didn't believe it at first, but the battle just now confirmed it. at this point.
And he will continue to practice. As time goes by, with the Wuyin Sword in hand, Luo Cheng believes that his strength can reach an extremely astonishing level. What will happen to the immortal cultivators then?
Although his strength has improved rapidly, Luo Cheng knows very well that he is still a mortal. No matter how strong he is, it is still the sword that is strong, not himself. If this is known to the cultivators, it will be fatal to him. Weakness, this is also the reason why the powerful Sword God House was destroyed two hundred years ago.
Having said that, Luo Cheng is already very satisfied. Originally, he could not cultivate and could only become an ordinary mortal. In the eyes of the immortal cultivators in Qingyang Sect, isn't he just a useless person?
Luo Cheng looked up at the sky. A few white clouds were floating away, and he didn't know where they were going. It seemed that it didn't depend on the clouds themselves, but on the wind.
As a mortal, is it appropriate for him to continue to stay in the Qingyang Sect?
Chen Yong and Ma Biao let Liu Tangtang lead them into Liu Zhen's cave.
Liu Zhen has been practicing in the cave, and Liu Tangtang is specially taking care of him, so if they want to see Liu Zhen, they must have Liu Tangtang lead the way.
Perhaps it was because they saw Liu Zhen less and less, so when they saw Liu Zhen sitting cross-legged and opening their eyes to look at him, Chen Yong and Ma Biao both breathed a little quickly.
"Senior Brother Liu."
"Senior Brother Liu."
Liu Zhen said: "Why do you come to me?"
Chen Yong and Ma Biao glanced at each other subconsciously.
Liu Zhen frowned and said coldly: "If you have nothing to do, go out and don't waste my time."
Liu Zhen, who had always regarded Gu Chen as his opponent, felt the pressure when he saw Gu Chen practicing diligently in recent days, so he also worked hard to practice hard. At the same time, he also looked forward to competing with Gu Chen again in the future. , in this case, the waste of practice time is intolerable to him.
Chen Yong quickly said: "Senior Brother Liu, it's like this, about Luo Cheng..."
"Why do you come to me about Luo Cheng? Do your own thing and get out."
As soon as he heard that it was related to Luo Cheng's matter, Liu Zhen lost interest and sent him away directly.
Seeing that Liu Zhen didn't even listen, Chen Yong and Ma Biao were anxious and wanted to speak again, but Liu Zhen didn't give them a chance to speak. He waved his right hand and a strong wind swept over him, and he was hit by sword energy. The two of them felt stabbing pain and repeatedly begged for mercy. Liu Zhen yelled "get out" and ran out in piss.
Although Liu Zhen's sword energy was not directed at Liu Tangtang, it still made her feel a little stinging on her face and she couldn't help but shed tears, but she suppressed her words and turned pale.
Liu Zhen looked at her and said, "Don't let these two people bother me again in the future, otherwise you won't be here."
Liu Tangtang responded quickly and hurriedly retreated.
